Hi Victoria, thanks for letting me be a guest on your blog today and talk about the eternal topics of lust for life and love. I say me when I actually mean my characters because honestly speaking I’m just their happy scribe. When they come to me, their story is already there and they just need an author willing to listen in silent midnight hours and magically transfer their words on paper (PC screen). That’s how the tales I write are born, including Trails of Love I Crawl, the first two parts of which will be in the spotlight here today.

Trails of Love I Crawl trilogy is a gay paranormal fantasy romance. It’s for adult audience only and also all of its characters are of legal age. It contains steamy, explicit sexual scenes, including BDSM elements, but at the same time will best resonate with thoughtful readers for whom plots and character emotions are just as important (if not more) than the erotic aspect of the tales. The story takes place in a complex fantasy world and is told in poetic, figurative language which is best suited for times long passed. If you are ready for a rollercoaster of feelings, if you dare to accompany its protagonists in the moments of bliss and in the moments of their darkest hours, if you want to experience how it feels to hope, to fall, to despair, to scramble back on one’s feet and hope and fight some more, then read on. It’s a story of faith, life, love and lust that will steal your breath away and will leave you aching for more.

Part 1
Blurb:
What happens when a guardian of two young men in love is misguided in his beliefs about gay relationships and sends his charges to a reformatory? Amédée’s and Lucien’s first reactions are shock and fear but they have no other choice than to submit to their guardian’s will. Viktor, a first class impostor and the co-owner of the fearful institution, is ready to subject them to all kinds of painful reformations. Or?

The story of two star-crossed lovers soon picks up the pace when Viktor realizes that he is not entirely immune to Amédée’s charms. And when High Demon Belial, the Prince of Trickery, the Lord of Lust and the Antilight, takes an interest in the innocent youths, events gather even more momentum. Are the mortals ready to walk and crawl the trails of love? And what effects will Belial’s plays have on their destinies? See for yourself.

Part 2 Blurb:
What do you do when you face the biggest fear of losing somebody you love? And what do the boys and men in this epic story about lust for life and love do? Do they cave in and lose their faith or do they fall, get to their feet again and fight on for the most powerful belief of all? And how do immortals influence their fates? Deathbearer is prowling around the Cherson’s army encampment and this time she has found a better instrument for her malicious vengeance. Will her plotting destroy Belial’s favorites or will he be able to protect them from all harm? Two boys, five men, and two immortals. Twenty-two nights of life. What will the full moon night bring?

Intoxicating smells of a recent rain filled his nostrils and made his body shudder in a blissful anticipation of a kill. Silky leaps carried him close and closer to the village. Different scents would flood his senses there. Sweat and filth… and flesh and blood. He could put up with the former to get the latter. Tonight, he would pull a body to the ground and drag it away from the village. Away from any help that could possibly come. Tonight, he would feed. Tomorrow… he would investigate the crime.

DANGER! Everything in his body yelled. But he couldn’t stop the motion in mid-leap. He knew what would happen still before his paws touched the ground again. He knew but it didn’t make the blinding pain in his hind leg any more bearable. Yelping, he tried to turn and attack what held him. His mind was shrieking in terror but it had no means to control his body right now. The animal in him wouldn’t listen to the man. It just wanted to bite the agony out. Out. Out. Out.

Twisting his body, he tried to sink his own teeth into his leg but before he could do it, his left front paw got trapped too. Iron jaws crushed his flesh and broke his bones. His mind throbbed in white and black and his own yipping filled his ears. It was such a pitiful sound. Unworthy of him. But the wolf’s throat thought differently. His mouth was suddenly full of saliva and his fangs couldn’t decide whether to attack the pain in the rear or in the front.

Now he was truly scared. Unless he managed to regain control over his body, the morning light and pitchforks of the villagers would bring him to his end.
Ádhamh Svar, the seventh of that name, the margrave at Zuria Labarra, didn’t want to die. But mutilation would be worse and the wolf knew only one way to get out of the irons… White fangs buried themselves in the platinum gray coat stained with blood, and dug into the flesh. A half yip, a half snarl escaped into the night, and Ádhamh could only inwardly scream. In dismay, in shock, in fear, in helpless fury. Tomorrow he wouldn’t have his left hand and right foot. And they would kill him anyway.

No, don’t worry, they didn’t kill Ádhamh in the prologue. But how does his destiny unfold further and how does it twine with the fates of the men and boys you might already know from Part 1? Find out for yourself in the novel. Thanks for reading this blog post and if you decide to get the books, then me and my characters wish you happy reading and invite you for a chat with them on my home blog http://ciarandwynvil.wordpress.com/ Both me and them love talking with our readers, so if you’d like to speak with them directly, don’t hesitate to leave us a comment.

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